Page 38 of Over My Dead Boss
“Hey,” he pulls me closer, so tight I can feel his heartbeat against my cheek. It’s fast. “One doesn’t die that easily. And like you always say, if you’re going to die, I would probably be the one to kill you, right?”
I laugh through my sobs and press my forehead against his, my hands reaching around his neck. “I think I need it now,” I say and swallow hard.
“What do you need?” he asks, his Scottish accent more pronounced than normal, while his hand slowly slides down my back.
“CPR. You said I should let you know when—”
As his lips press against mine, my breath stops. As does everything else. I hear nothing; I see nothing; I sense nothing. Nothing, but his lips on mine. All the fear, the panic, everything is like blown away. He pulls away shortly after.
“Are you… do you not want me to?” he asks, a little insecurity in his voice, worried he might have done something wrong.
My breath is still stuck deep in my chest and I can’t believe what just happened.
Phoenix Cyrus kissed me. And I did… nothing?
His eyes keep looking at me, and I feel like an idiot.
Say something!
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“No, I… want you to. I want you to so bad that I could swallow you whole.”
“I don’t think that’s part of proper CPR.” He flashes that damned smile of his and I can feel something hard press against my butt.
“Sorry,” I answer as my ears turn red. “I wasn’t expecting the CPR to make my heart stop. Usually, it works the other way around.”
His hands wrap around my waist, pulling me close and my lips fall open as he speaks into my mouth, “Well, maybe you were right after all. Maybe I am secretly trying to kill you.” Without hesitation, he pulls me in all the way, his hardness rubbing up against me as we kiss. We kiss so passionately that it jolts me out of my own head.
I grab onto his hair and have the urge to feel him as close to me as possible. “I need you inside me,” I gasp into his mouth as he stands up, me still wrapped around him. A second later, I am being thrown onto the bed and I get to take in every single inch of perfection standing between my legs. I open up when he slowly moves down, placing his left hand next to my head, his right gently tracing my curves up to my face.
He grabs my chin and makes me look up from his broad pecks to his beaming blue eyes. “I’ve been dreaming of this.” He breathes heavily as his mouth hovers over mine. “You feel even better than I imagined.”
“I need you inside of me,” I repeat, a little more desperate than before, but I can’t help myself.I desire him. I crave him.
He smirks as he moves away an inch, his hand wrapping around my neck, holding me down, not allowing me to kiss him. “You’re going to wait. I will savor every second of this.”
I moan in desperation and try to wrap my legs around his waist, wanting to feel him against me, but I am stopped by his other hand between my legs, pushing me down into the mattress. Fixated onto the bed, I wriggle and writhe with pleasure as Phoenix explores every inch of my body, watching my reactions closely. He moves from my lips to my ears, his warm breath against my skin. His stubble scratches against my neck as he kisses and bites it. When he moves further down and rips off my bralette as if it’s held together by nothingness, I notice that my nipples are harder than ever before and all I can do when he teases them with his soft lips is say his name.
Phoenix.
I have never felt anything like it and I don’t ever want it to stop. His tongue circles my areoles as his hand moves inside my panties, spreading my excessive wetness all around. I let my fingers run up his strapping arms and down his back, digging my nails deep into his skin, causing him to grunt from deep within. With no regards for my adorable underwear, he rips it off, almost causing me to fall off the bed. Forcefully, he opens my legs and uses one hand to keep me in place, teasing my left nipple, while his other hand moves inside me. I look into his eyes as his mouth closes over my pussy. He gives it a couple long strokes with his tongue, all the way up to my clit, bringing me close to orgasm already. I don’t know if I want to move against him because it feels incredible, or away from him because I might die from overstimulation. He sucks a little and pushes deeper inside me, and I know that it’s entirely up to him. In that moment, he could do whatever he wants and I would love it. Another finger slips inside me and both of them inch towards my g-spot, massaging it gently. I moan loudly at the sensation.
Phoenix looks up, my juices all over his stubble. “Do you want me to stop?” he asks, his eyes dark blue and dangerous.
“I will never ever talk to you ever again,” I huff hard and desperate, “if you stop now.”
His dimples bury down between my legs again and another moan escapes my mouth as his fingers press up inside me. It’s like he can read my body like a book, cause it to do whatever he wants. His tongue circles in on my clit, moving steadily, with just the right amount of pressure. My heart is beating against my chest and both of our breathing quickens. I can feel the warm air between my legs and I know I am about to explode. Faster and faster his fingers pleasure me, as he pinches my nipples. I release the most primal of screams when he pushes me over the edge. The warmth explodes inside me, filling me from deep within, making me feel like absolutely nothing is missing in this moment. His fingers slow down and his face comes back up to look at me. I stare back but am incapable of speaking.
Eventually, I manage to say what had been on my mind all along. “I need you… inside of me.” I just had the most breathtaking orgasm of my entire life. Nothing even comes close. And yet, it’s like a thirst that can’t be quenched. “I need…”
“Me inside of you,” Phoenix finishes my sentence with the biggest grin I have ever seen. “Say it again.”
“Inside of me. Please.” I pull myself up to him and kiss his face. It’s wet like me.
“I’d like that,” another kiss, “but I don’t have any condoms.”
OH MY FUCKING GOD!
